Naš prvi sjemeništarac

Iako smo najmlađa župa naše biskupije i još uvijek oskudijevamo zvanjima, radosna srca želimo s vama podijeliti veliku vijest: naš prvi sjemeništarac iz župe odlazi u sjemenište – Moses Loru.

U Karamoji odlučiti se na ovaj put znači donijeti hrabru odluku. Put do konačnog cilja pun je prepreka, ali biti Božji i pripadati Bogu znači s Njim prijeći svaku prepreku.

Zato danas zahvaljujemo i molimo:

Gospodine Isuse, Dobri Pastiru,

Ti prolaziš prašnjavim putovima naših sela,

ulaziš u kolibe od blata i trave,

sjedaš među djecu koja često nemaju kruha,

ali imaju oči pune nade.

Ti vidiš naše majke

koje mole dok prazne lonce stavljaju na ognjište,

očeve koji rade iscrpljeni

i mlade koji traže smisao života.

U ovoj zemlji siromaštva i neimaštine

podigni, Gospodine, nova svećenička zvanja.

Pozovi mladiće iz naših obitelji,

iz škola bez knjiga i klupa,

iz polja i pašnjaka,

da postanu pastiri svome narodu.

Neka njihovo srce bude bogato Tobom

kad već malo toga posjeduju,

neka budu kruh gladnima,

utjeha žalosnima

i znak da Bog nije zaboravio svoj narod.

Daj da oltari nikada ne ostanu prazni,

da se Tvoja Riječ naviješta i ondje

gdje nema struje, ni vode, ni sigurnosti.

Ojačaj one koji su već rekli „da“,

da u samoći i naporima ne klonu,

nego ostanu radosni svjedoci Evanđelja.

Marijo, Majko misija,

koja si znala siromaštvo Betlehema,

izmoli nam sveta i ustrajna zvanja,

da i najsiromašniji upoznaju

bogatstvo Božje ljubavi.

Amen.

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Although we are the youngest parish in our diocese and still lack vocations, with joyful hearts we want to share great news with you: our first seminarian from the parish is leaving for the seminary — Moses Loru.

In Karamoja, choosing this path is a courageous decision. The road to the final goal is full of obstacles, but to belong to God means to cross every obstacle with Him.

Therefore today we give thanks and pray:

Lord Jesus, Good Shepherd,

You walk the dusty paths of our villages,

enter huts of mud and grass,

and sit among children who often have no bread,

yet their eyes are full of hope.

You see our mothers

who pray while placing empty pots on the fire,

fathers who labour in exhaustion,

and young people searching for meaning in life.

In this land of poverty and hardship,

raise up, Lord, new priestly vocations.

Call young men from our families,

from schools without books or desks,

from fields and grazing lands,

to become shepherds to Your people.

May their hearts be rich in You

even when they possess little;

may they be bread for the hungry,

comfort for the sorrowful,

and a sign that God has not forgotten His people.

Let the altars never remain empty,

and may Your Word be proclaimed even where

there is no electricity, water, or security.

Strengthen those who have already said “yes”,

that in loneliness and hardship they do not grow weary,

but remain joyful witnesses of the Gospel.

Mary, Mother of the Missions,

who knew the poverty of Bethlehem,

obtain for us holy and faithful vocations,

so that even the poorest may discover

the richness of God’s love.

Amen.